AU in which Ukaita, a Chiss Sith who in another world would have been a Jedi, allies with the Emperor's Wrath, Lord Scourge, (who she thinks is pretty smexy) to stop the Emperor from destroying all life in the galaxy (and hopefully come out on top of the pile at the end).

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Ukaita ticked off the list on her fingers. "Darth Lamia?"

Lord Scourge crossed his arms and surveyed his ally irritably. "Is being undermined by her apprentice. None of her staff are loyal to her anymore."

Ukaita paused a moment to appreciate the way the muscles in Scourge's arms flexed as he scowled at her before continuing with her list. "Lord Gaddra?"

"Is occupied by a slave revolt on her home estate, which is being led by her apprentice."

"Darth Morlak?"

"We are wasting time on these plots."

She raised an eyebrow at him and smirked. "Darth Morlak?"

He glared at her. "Currently under attack by his apprentice, who has apparently commandeered a star destroyer to kill his former master."

"Darth Baras?"

He waved his hand dismissively. "Is obsessed with destroying a former apprentice, something about stolen cookies."

"So that leaves Lord Fornar."

"That is correct. Lord Fornar is as powerful as he is because he has honed paranoia to a fine art."

"No apprentices then?"

"Never, and his compound is nearly impenetrable."

"Are you sure it's really necessary for me to infiltrate his compound through the swamp tunnel?"

"The tunnel is the only way in or out. Even that entrance has defenses that would require an exceptionally powerful Sith to defeat."

"Surprised he didn't think of that."

"I doubt he considered that a Sith would lower him or herself to muck through the swamps," he said with slight amusement in his red eyes.

Ukaita wrinkled her nose at the Sith. "The things I do to become Empress."

***

The wrath that rolled of Ukaita preceeded the stench that announced her arrival. Vette poked her head around the corner with her nose covered only to duck back into hiding at her mistress's face. Ukaita stalked into the conference room of the ship where Lord Scourge sat at his leisure, studying an ancient text. She left dark brown slimy footprints in her wake and a ship droid that was babbling about cleaning solutions and Alderaanian nectar.

"You!" she snarled, pointing at Scourge, igniting her lightsabers.

Lord Scourge raised an eyebrow at the woman at the door. Her skin appeared to be varying shades of brown rather than its typical bright blue, but her eyes were firey red.

"You didn't tell me the swamp tunnel was a sewer," she seethed, nasty gunk dripping off her soaked robes.

"You wanted a way to enter Lord Fornar's compound. Your difficulties are not my concern. If you are quite done wasting our time, we can continue to more important things," he said dismissively, turning back to his text.

Ukaita raised her lightsabers and then paused. Scourge glanced up when she resheathed them, his eyes widening at her look of unholy glee. "What are you doing?" he said as she began to walk steadily towards him.

Her grin widened, white teeth flashing through the grime as she picked up her pace. "Lord Ukaita..." he said warningly, standing and backing up warily. She launched herself through the air and wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips, kissing him on the cheek with a loud smacking sound.

She leaned back, still wrapped around him, grinning evilly at his frozen shock. "I think you got a bit right..." she reached up and rubbed a bit more grime into his cloak with gloating satisfaction, "...there."

His brows dropped in a ferocious scowl, and he peeled her off him as fast as possible, dropping her on the floor. He breathed heavily as he struggled to find words.

"What's the matter Scourge? Have some difficulties?" she said as innocently as she could manage, surveying the dirt smeared on his armor with satisfaction.

He growled at her and stormed out of the room.

Ukaita looked at her filthy hands and grinned at the door the Sith had disappeared into. "Oh, yeah, totally worth it."